[๐…๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐‡๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐Œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž-๐ˆ๐ง ๐†๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ž]

    ๐–๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐ฅ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž!

    ๐๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ค๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ :>

    โ™ฃ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐…๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ โ˜“ ๐’๐ฐ๐š๐ฉ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’-๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐œ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž, ๐จ๐›๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ฏ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฏ๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ.

    (๐‡๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ ๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐š๐ฒ.)

    โ™ฃ ๐Œ๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง.

    (๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ: ๐๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐›๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฏ๐ข๐ž๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌโ€™ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ.)

    โ™ฃ ๐“๐ก๐ž โ€˜๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐…๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒโ€™ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก ๐๐š๐ฒ.

    ๐“๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ง ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ๐œ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ! ๐€ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐ ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐›๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐š๐ฒ.

    (๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ : ๐Ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐š ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐š๐ฉ ๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐.)

    โ™ฃ ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ง๐ž๐œ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ง๐š๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐.

    (๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ : ๐€ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง๐š๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฑ๐œ๐ž๐ž๐๐ž๐.)

    (๐“๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐.)

    ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ข๐ง๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐ข๐š โ€˜๐‡๐„๐‹๐โ€™ ๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ!

    ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ž๐š๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ž๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ.

    Only after carefully reading down to the final notice could Seoul finally figure out the identity of the card in Ye Juyeolโ€™s hand. Unlike previous seasons, which had no particular restrictions, this time it seemed they were providing a corporate card with a set budget.

    But a credit limit?

    Seeing the emphasis on โ€˜must,โ€™ it seemed that everything needed here, like groceries and daily necessities, had to be paid for with this cardโ€ฆ. He tilted his head, wondering why they wouldnโ€™t disclose the amount. And what was this about a penalty?

    โ€œHmm. How much do you think we can spend? A million? Five hundred thousand? โ€ฆDonโ€™t tell me itโ€™s three hundred thousand?โ€

    โ€œWhat is it? Let me read it too.โ€

    At the sight of Ye Juyeol talking nonsense, Yun Hyeok strode over and took the move-in guide he was holding.

    His gaze, which had been smoothly scanning down the page, naturally got stuck on the final notice as well.

    Realizing in an instant that they couldn’t swipe the card recklessly to avoid the penalty since they didn’t know the spending limit, he began to deduce coolly. Since four people would be living together for two weeks, he thought it would be at least over 500,000 wonโ€ฆ but one could never be sure. There was a chance they could set a budget at a reasonable level, feel secure, and then get stabbed in the back.

    Maybe thereโ€™s no limit at all to begin with.

    Ye Juyeol and Yun Hyeok, having already been tossed around for several years in the jungle-like world of variety shows, suffered from a condition where they couldn’t take the production teamโ€™s instructions at face value. It wasn’t the first or second time they had experienced a trick where the staff would scare them silly only to reveal,ย Ta-da, it was a lie!ย The most untrustworthy people in the world were the broadcast station folks.

    Most unsettling of all was the lack of a detailed explanation about the penalty. As their suspicions grew from various angles, they noticed that Seoulโ€™s and Saheonโ€™s reactions were subtle.

    As if feeling their gazes, Seoul, who had been lost in thought, lifted his head.

    His voice, when he asked a beat later, was full of bewilderment.

    โ€œUh, soโ€ฆ our living expenses are limited right now?โ€

    โ€œYep!โ€

    โ€œI think itโ€™s probably a new rule added this time.โ€

    โ€œI see.โ€

    He said, โ€œI see,โ€ but Seoulโ€™s face was a mess of question marks.

    He nodded with a face that clearly couldnโ€™t comprehend the intention behind limiting their living expenses, then slowly sidled up to Saheon.

    Unaware that everyone was pretending not to, but was actually focused on him, Seoul glanced around once before moving close to Saheon and starting to whisper. His voice was so low it was hard to hear, but piecing it together, it seemed he was wondering if the program was short on production funds, and if so, whether he should inquire about using his personal card.

    From Ye Juyeol and Yun Hyeokโ€™s perspective, they couldn’t help but wonder what kind of outlandish thing he was saying.

    Given Lee Seoulโ€™s personality, he definitely wasnโ€™t being sarcastic, so could he really be thinking that the production team added this rule to actually save money?

    They thought,ย how could that be, for such a successful variety program, and then they realized something.

    Ah. This is his first variety show.

    He had once seen an interview where he said he only watched dramas or movies. If that was the case, this format itself might be a first for him. The production team, knowing this fact well, would have added this rule.

    Well, it was pretty famous that Seo Saheon and Lee Seoul came from wealthy families. They could figure out what kind of picture they wanted to see. Even they had to admit that the scene of these two, who had never worried about money a day in their lives, trembling over a single card swipe would be interesting.

    Seeing Seoul thinking of offering up his own personal card, oblivious to the dark intentions of those broadcast station folks, made them feel frustratedโ€”no, not at all. On the contrary, they felt a budding sense of responsibility they never had before, and they naturally exchanged glances.

    โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

    โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

    Weโ€ฆ should take responsibility for the variety aspect.

    As if communicating through telepathy without words, Ye Juyeol clenched his fist and whipped his body around to face Seoul. It was time to protect his favorite celebrity with all the variety show experience he had accumulated over the years.

    โ€œSunbae-nimโ€ฆ! I really canโ€™t stand it. The production team is messing with us. How badly must they have wanted to film us trembling every time we swipe the cardโ€ฆ! I didnโ€™t think you were like this, Producer-nim, but youโ€™re so sly! A cheapskateโ€ฆ!โ€

    He shouted the last part towards the nearest observation camera. It was a provocation, attempted because he knew they would be sitting in the control room watching this whole scene. Of course, Ye Juyeol and Producer Jeon Jaeyeon already knew each other from working on another program together and were close on a personal level.

    But Seoul, who had no way of knowing the real situation, could only stare with wide, rabbit-like eyes at Ye Juyeolโ€™s sudden outburst.

    This is all being filmed, but, is it really okay to say that to the producer?

    In the meantime, Yun Hyeok, having received the baton, raised the move-in guide he was holding high into the air. Towards the observation camera, of course.

    โ€œThatโ€™s right. We werenโ€™t told about this at the pre-meeting either. The cast from other seasons got to eat whatever delicious food they wanted, so why do we have to dip our seaweed in a tiny soy sauce dish? Two weeks of boiling one packet of ramen and splitting it for breakfast, lunch, and dinnerโ€ฆ this isnโ€™t Best Friend Swap, itโ€™s best friend abuse.โ€

    โ€œHear, hear!โ€

    No one had said they had to eat like that.

    But Yun Hyeok declared it with a solemn face, as if he were part of an independence movement.

    โ€œI officially protest.โ€

    โ€œProducer Jeon Jaeyeon must awaken! Awaken!โ€

    โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

    โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

    It was, in a word, a skit.

    Seoul was now watching the smoothly flowing back-and-forth with a look of some wonder.

    Is that kind of thing innate? Or is it a skill that gets honed the more variety shows you do?ย It was a spirit he could never muster, even if he died and came back to life, so his hands naturally came together. If he had been watching this on a TV screen, he would have applauded, but since it was happening right in front of him, he couldn’t.

    Not long after the unceasing protestโ€”read: whiningโ€”began, Ye Juyeolโ€™s phone started vibrating like crazy.

    He, who had been calling out all sorts of nicknames for Producer Jeon Jaeyeon towards the lens, immediately unlocked it. As expected, a message from the production team had arrived in his notification window.

    HELP

    โ€”Ask us anything!โ€”

    [Really]

    [Youโ€™re going to be like this?]

    [What do you mean, awakenใ… ]

    [Why are you doing this, with Mr. Yun Hyeok joining in??]

    [ฮตโ€”(โ€˜๏พยดโ—‹)โ”“]

    [Producer Jeon]

    [I canโ€™t back down either]

    [Iโ€™m going to eat delicious food with sunbae-nim]

    [Hurry up and come down]

    [People should talk face to face!]

    [I told you]

    [This seasonโ€™s concept is a culture and observation variety show]

    [We are minimizing contact with the production team]

    [Iโ€™m lying down for now]

    There was no need to hear any more.

    Putting down his phone, Ye Juyeol lay down on the living room floor in a starfish position without a secondโ€™s hesitation. Taking it a step further, he even closed his eyes, and Yun Hyeok, who was next to him, began to film the scene with a camera. For reference, Ye Juyeol had a history of enduring in this state for several hours on another program.

    And as luck would have it, that program was the variety show he had done with Producer Jeon.

    Producer Jeon knew better than anyone how Ye Juyeol acted like a man possessed with clear eyes once he made up his mind, so the phone rang again.

    HELP

    โ€”Ask us anything!โ€”

    [Juyeol…..]

    [I already had a hard day filming Mr. Saheon today….]

    [๊’ฐ(เน‘โ€ขแท…๏ฎงโ€ขแท„ )๊’ฑเธงโŠน]

    [Hah]

    [That darn emoticon, really]

    [Iโ€™m coming, Iโ€™m coming….]

    He had appealed to his sympathy, but there was no way it would work.

    At Ye Juyeolโ€™s action of sending just one emoticon and then playing dead again, Producer Jeon, who was in the control room, had no choice but to declare a truce. Not long after, the front door opened and a group of production staff members came pouring in. It seemed he couldn’t handle it alone, so he had brought others along as reinforcements.

    You despicableโ€ฆ!

    Ye Juyeol, who had sprung up from the floor, was indignant.

    Whether he knew that his own act of lying down had been the most despicable of all, he looked around, and when a familiar face came into his radar, he started running towards it at full speed.

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